This is a song about "Walk up to the club pull out my nine"

Or know what its about

Imma bout to pull out

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

When i pull out my cock, and slap her in the face.

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

Walk into the club like what up this is a sock hop

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

I walk out of the washroom door over to the cupboard

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

Blew up the club i'm gone

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

I get up out the club and i'm doing 90 down the highway

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray